Passion on the sideline was rough, lovely, and worth it. Sometimes at least. Ke'Ann Harding was used to being in the spotlight as a professional football player. But recently his face has been all over the media for the wrong reasons. His infidelity...
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New Orleans, Louisiana 4 days after incident
The sound of the barbell hitting the ground echoed throughout the gym. Ke'Ann stared down at the weights, his chest rising up and down fast as he breathed heavily. Working out was one of his most intense activity as a man and football player. He had to step up his game before hitting the field again. He was surprised he wasn't suspended for a game or two due to his altercation. He wasn't going to argue about it. He needed to get back into his groove, so he wasn't going to mess anything up.
While he continued breathing heavily, Ke'Ann went for his towel and wiped the sweat off his forehead and neck. He tossed it back where it was then scanned the empty gym area in his home. Why go to the gym and be bombarded with fans when he could go at home? That was how he thought. He found this home gym even better now that he was dealing with such issues. While on that, people were still talking. Mainly the young lady he cheated with, Instagram model, Joyistoofine, or Joy.
She couldn't keep her mouth shut for nothing. Still spilling out information to her now 67,200 followers and they were enjoying all of it. Her followers increased drastically over the last few days and she was loving the attention she was getting from all of it. Just like how she was loving the attention Ke'Ann accidentally gave her. He was regretting everything all over again the more she kept talking. Speaking on his moves in the bedroom and how big he was down there.
It was embarrassing and it didn't seem like she was going to stop either. One Instagram story after another she was talking about the incident. He only knew because she would tag him. Then several blogs would proceed to post about it seconds later and tag him again. He was through with social media, which lead him to deactivating all his accounts. He was sure that was another thing blogs were going to post about. He wouldn't know.
But he did have one thing still.
Hearing his phone ring, Ke'Ann turned around and searched for it. It continued to go off until he found it under his towel. He rubbed his forehead when he saw who it was. He pressed the green button, accepting the call then pressed it against his ear.
"Are you fucking dumb!" Ke'Ann's father, Keegan, shouted on the other line. Ke'Ann sigh, finding himself taking a seat on the bench. The one person he didn't want to talk to when it came to his situation was now calling him. There was nothing he could do about either. Hanging up would be worse than stepping out of his marriage. Maybe.
"Hello to you too, Dad." Ke'Ann remarked.
"Ain't no damn hello! Are you fucking serious?" Keegan continued to yell on his line. Ke'Ann wondered where was he since all he heard were cars and talking on the other line. But he didn't ask since it was already clear that Keegan wasn't in the mood for the games.
